He knew this was Professor Jiang because President Jiang had a good reputation in the school as an elderly professor dedicated to academics, who had published many influential papers.
He was one of the few members of the school's leadership team who specialized in scientific research, so many students knew of him.
It was only in the past two years, due to the heavy research workload on the elderly professor, that he had been asked to concurrently serve as the committee director.
The committee director was, when all was said and done, a sinecure without much work pressure, allowing him to still devote his extra time to scientific research and educating students.
As Professor Jiang approached, he revealed a somewhat benevolent smile. "Have a seat, please have a seat, don't stand. Just call me Professor Jiang, no need to call me President Jiang."
The old man's speech was as refreshing as a spring breeze; one couldn't tell at all that he was a vice president of the school or a heavyweight in the academic world—he felt just like an elderly neighbor.
"Your situation—I already heard about it from my assistant on my way over. Young people are bound to be a bit hot-headed, after all."
"But this isn't any major matter either. If you aren't hot-headed, can you even be called a young person? We've all been young before."
Professor Jiang gazed ahead, appearing to sink into reminiscing.
Lin Yi rubbed the back of his head rather awkwardly. "Professor Jiang, I had no choice either. Ge S…
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